Because Quill asked her to wait here, Vera didn't even move a step until he came back.

Even though the wound was still bleeding, her heart felt satisfied. She even began to think about the future of her and Quill in her mind. She smiled at herself as she thought if things could continue to progress this way...

She secretly laughed in her heart.

When she heard the footsteps outside the door, she quickly regained her composure. She looked at her own wound, and it seemed that the bleeding had started to stop.

She quickly reached out her hand and rubbed her wound hard.

Sure enough, red blood gushed out again.

She wanted to take advantage of this situation. She could not get hurt in vain.

When Quill came in, she was already in position, staring at her wound with her eyebrows frowned.

He walked over and saw that her wound was still bleeding. He frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

She shook her head with grievance, "I don't

know..."

Her voice was weak, like that of a pitiable bunny.

He was speechless.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he did not suspect anything. He cleaned up the blood on her hand, sterilized it with a cotton swab, and wrapped it with a band-aid.

During this period, she looked at Quill, who was treating her wound carefully. Hence, when he finished dealing with it, he looked up and saw her eyes. Then, he asked. "Does it hurt?"

Vera was caught off guard, she nodded and said, "yes."

However her expression clearly showed that she wasn't in any pain. She didn't want to sound fake and quickly added, "Actually... It doesn't really hurt anymore."

How could such a big wound not hurt?

He glanced at her then looked away, pursed his lips and said nothing.

She stared at the wound, and she felt so happy. She said, "Thank you."

there is no reason for me

What was important was that she had found a way to get close to him. She felt hopeful that there was

nodded obediently and said,

turned around and prepared

could not help but stop him. "Wait a

his tracks. "Is there

a moment before she hesitantly said,

didn't," he

haven't even finished my sentence, how could

he answered, didn't it feel like he gave himself away? Could it be that what happened the previous night was not a dream, but it actually

words destroyed

thinking, but no matter what you say,

She was speechless.

you before. Please stop hoping for unrealistic expectations.

up to me to decide, you don't have to like me back, but... you have no right to control my

Decision?

word, Quill wanted to ask

was not appropriate for him to ask such a question at this time, so he

"Whatever."

this and

the plaster on her fingers and still felt very happy. After thinking

Minerva was talking

Beanie saw her come in,

his head and said, "Auntie Vera, I heard that you had a fever. Has

"It's alright now."

Why didn't she know about this? So Sam was really trying to take

it. Either way things had already happened. She could not change

not have time to entertain Beanie and Minerva. She quickly went to the bedside table and squatted down. She took out her mobile phone

only then that Minerva noticed the plaster on her hand, with a faint tinge of blood.

it's not a big deal. I just hurt

for a moment, then continued, "Why are you

how she looked at it, she felt

taking photos of her injured fingers. She seemed to be extremely happy, as if she had

blinked his eyes and suddenly asked

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255